Justin Gildow

(3-26-81 / Washington, PA)

Hawaiian Luau


A tropical event is in full bloom
Palm trees are decorated
The DJ is playing island and reggae music
Limbo sticks lay on the ground
Hula dancers line up in a row

Some are dancing
While some are standing

Clothed in a hawaiian shirt with shorts
and sandals
I breathe in the fresh air
As well as take in the tropical setting

The sun in the sky is surely shining
The sun in the sky is surely smiling

Some people are eating fried vegetables,
fruit on a stick, and funnel cakes
Some people are drinking water and
fruit punch
And some are sipping down milkshakes

Everyone
Young and old
Are enjoying themselves and celebrating

Beautiful girls and women are dressed in
bikini tops, hula skirts, leis, and tropical flowers
in their hair
Handsome boys and men are clad in their
hawaiian shirts, shorts, and sandals

The waves are reaching the shore
And many who are daring surf the many waves
Leaving their cares behind on the beach
There's many highs out there that they all want
to reach

The little kids play in the sand
Creating sand castles and other unusual
monuments
Being proud of their hard work all the same

People dance to the music or reggae
People are frolicking to the music of the island

With a fruit punch in my hand
I walk around
Taking in the sights and sounds
And stare at the carefree ones who walk and run
on the sand

I catch up with a mermaid who sits beside a
waterfall
We start a conversation and share a laugh or two
She shows me a couple of seashells
And some pieces of jewelry that she wears
While telling me a couple of mermaid folk tales

Tropical atmosphere
Sunshine everywhere

I volunteer to hold the limbo stick
And I await to see what kind of tricks everyone
has to get under the stick

The DJ plays the Limbo song
And he plays ' Pass The Dutchie ' by Musical
Youth also
As many, young and old, dance the limbo

One by one, they go under
And every round we lower the stick
We have fun
While we share in the laughter
As many try their luck
Maneuvering under the limbo stick

The hula dancers soon come to share with us
their many talents
As well as their many gifts
I enjoy their show
And I realize there's no reason for me to lament
As I'm enjoying the hula dancers performance

The hours have come and gone
An the night is here
As well as the stars and moon

The tiki torches are lit
And after all the fun we've had at the hawaiian luau
We're not ready to call it quits

The DJ is taking requests
And one by one, we tell him what we want to hear
I tell him ' Let's Go Crazy ' by the Clash
And he smiles and says '' No problem '

We dance hour after hour
In what seems like forever

Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2009

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